Just as the focus of the internet shifted, in the An Family Mansion inside the Anxiang Villa Group, An Yan, who had just finished her al, received a phone call from Mr. An.
It was unknown what Mr. An said to An Yan over the phone, but An Yan’s beautiful face grew progressively more solemn.
After hanging up the phone, An Yan walked into the kitchen where Bai Yan was busy cleaning up the dining table, and said with a serious expression, "Bai Yan, Grandpa just called , he needs your help to save soone!"
"Who?"
Bai Yan looked sowhat surprised, and then he asked with a smile.
During lunch, Bai Yan had found ti to buy so live chickens and ducks, extracting a small amount of Life Juice.
He had ant it for just in case, but he didn’t expect that Mr. An would need his help by evening.
"A patient with an important identity, the Mayor of HZ City, Chen Zihou!"
An Yan’s expression was very serious.
The Chen Family and the An Family had been close for generations, and Mayor Chen was of her father’s generation. He had a good reputation for years of clean governance, and was well-respected by the people in HZ City; Bai Yan had also heard about Mayor Chen.
"Mayor Chen? What illness does he have? Where is he right now?"
Bai Yan asked, raising an eyebrow.
A Demon passionate about saving people?
Running a company that sells dicine and personally saving people are two entirely different things. To be honest, Bai Yan was sowhat resistant to the idea of personally saving people.
But this request ca directly from Mr. An, and it would be difficult for Bai Yan to refuse.
After all, Bai Yan was still hoping that Mr. An would tell him so things about his own past, as Bai Yan always felt as if he had forgotten so important aspects of it.
"H7N9! It has been confird as being in the late stages, Uncle Chen is in a critical condition and could die at any mont. He is currently at the First City Hospital!"
An Yan’s pretty face showed a sense of urgency as she pulled Bai Yan and asked, "Bai Yan, tell honestly, can you cure H7N9? This is not a chronic disease like cancer, this is an ergency!"
An ergency can snatch a life away in an instant! There’s no ti to waste!
"I don’t know, let’s try and see."
Bai Yan replied with a modest smile.
This silly woman, she still dares to look down on ; later I will make you see how amazing Life Juice is.
An Yan glared at him annoyed, this infuriating man, still not committing to a clear answer even now.
"Alright then, didn’t you say the Mayor’s condition is critical? Let’s hurry."
Bai Yan said with a smile.
An Yan bit her lip, called An Xiaowan, and the three of them left the mansion and drove to the First City Hospital.
In the car, An Xiaowan suddenly raised a question, "Brother Yan, I heard that there’s a Divine Doctor at the First City Hospital, what if we get there and he’s already saved Uncle Chen?"
An Xiaowan fluttered her adorable big eyes; she had learned of this information online today. The identity of the Divine Doctor at the First City Hospital had been confird by netizens and the dia, and though the doctor himself had not made a statent, everyone believed the Divine Doctor was a physician at the hospital.
"A master?"
Bai Yan laughed it off, not bothering to continue the conversation.
Bai Yan always felt that this matter was related to him because it seed like he had seen this master sowhere before, but he couldn’t recall at the mont.
...
The three drove all the way and soon arrived at the First City Hospital.
Despite it being nightti, the area in front of the hospital was still brightly lit and bustling with people.
"Wow, so many people."
An Xiaowan said, a little surprised.
A crowd of onlookers gathered at the entrance of the First City Hospital, along with quite a few journalists waiting outside.
The journalists, most of them equipped, yelled into their microphones, "Please tell us, can your hospital’s Divine Doctor really cure Mayor Chen?"
"Sorry, we don’t know the specifics. The Divine Doctor is currently treating Mayor Chen. Please trust the Divine Doctor; if he can cure leukemia, then H7N9 is nothing to worry about!"
The sweat beaded on the forehead of the hospital’s PR leader as he struggled to deal with the journalists — there were too many of them.
The hospital had not anticipated that the topic of the Divine Doctor would be continuously attended to by so many dia people.
"Please let us watch the treatnt process!"
The journalists made their request in unison.
"Sorry, H7N9 is a contagious viral disease. For the health of everyone, it’s better not to go in."
The hospital leadership firmly refused, but with the Divine Doctor in hand, they felt more confident facing the journalists.
An Yan made a phone call, and shortly after, a middle-aged man in a suit ca out of the hospital to greet them.
"Hello, you must be the ones Mr. An referred to, right? I’m Mayor Chen’s secretary, let’s go in through the back door, there are too many people here."
The middle-aged man was in a hurry, his eyebrows knit together with seriousness, indicating that the Mayor’s condition was not optimistic.
An Yan and the others followed the secretary through the back door into the hospital.
There were still a few journalists inside the hospital; they had managed to pull strings to get in, all to get the latest news about the Divine Doctor before their colleagues outside.
"How is Uncle Chen’s condition now?"
An Yan asked, with a tinge of sorrow in her expression.
An Yan greatly admired Chen Zihou as an elder, so she was quite concerned about Mayor Chen’s condition.
"Not sure, the Mayor has already been taken to the ergency room by the Divine Doctor, and he won’t be out anyti soon. Let’s just wait for the result."
The secretary’s expression was very serious.
Bai Yan, on the other hand, frowned. Was he brought all the way here late at night to wait for so so-called Divine Doctor to save the day? What a joke!
Did they really think Bai Yan had so much ti to waste?
However, there was nothing else that could be done. No one here knew about the miraculous dicine Bai Yan possessed, except for the An sisters.
When they arrived at the ergency room entrance, reporters and hospital leaders were all gathered, quietly discussing the condition of Divine Doctor and Mayor Chen.
The hospital director, a man over fifty, saw the An sisters and Bai Yan behind Mayor Chen’s secretary and couldn’t help stepping forward to inquire, "Who are these people?"
"These are friends who’ve co to treat Mayor Chen."
The secretary was careful with his wording; if he had said they were from the An family, the director would surely not understand.
After all, the director’s position was still too lowly to know that soone of Elder An’s stature even existed in HZ city.
"Nonsense!"
The elderly director frowned, his aged face showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and said to Mayor Chen’s secretary in a low voice, "Secretary Li, they’re all young people, how could they possibly save anyone! You know the dangers of H7N9, Mayor Chen’s condition is very critical right now. Bringing these kids here, isn’t that just causing more trouble?"
"Kids?"
Bai Yan chuckled and couldn’t be bothered to argue with the self-righteous old man.
A sharp-eyed reporter couldn’t help but take a second look at the stunningly beautiful An sisters; suddenly changing his expression, he shouted, "That’s... that’s President An of Shen Zhou Group!"
An Yan was a celebrity in HZ city, and many won in the workplace idolized her and set her as their goal for striving and learning.
An Yan’s beauty and wealth were known to be exceptional in HZ city, with countless admirers flocking to her like carps crossing the river.
She was the Goddess An of Shen Zhou Group, and there wasn’t a single reporter present who didn’t recognize her!
Nurous reporters hurriedly ca up to surround her, with An Yan politely smiling and responding to each of them.
Bai Yan and An Xiaowan were happy to relax as they sat on chairs on the side, becoming observers, and it was only then that the director realized President An’s identity. He snorted to himself and then turned his head, no longer paying any attention to the three from the An family.
No matter what, the hospital had no direct financial entanglents with Shen Zhou Group, and there was no need for the city’s First Hospital to fawn over An Yan.
"Why is President An here? May I ask if you are also here to visit Mayor Chen?"
With a keen sense for hot topics, the reporters vaguely guessed that An Yan’s purpose for coming here wasn’t just for a simple visit.
"Yes, but besides paying a visit, I have also brought along a doctor, ready to treat the mayor,"
An Yan replied politely with a smile.
"A doctor? Where?"
The reporters turned their heads searching, all showing puzzled expressions. Where was the doctor?
"Bai Yan."
An Yan turned her head to look at Bai Yan, giving him a aningful glance with her beautiful eyes, signaling him to co over quickly.
Bai Yan smiled bitterly. It seed he couldn’t escape the fate of standing under the spotlight after all.
"Is this the doctor President An brought? So young!"
"So young, can he really cure the mayor?"
"President An, do you think his dical Skill compared to the Divine Doctor of the city’s First Hospital, which one is more impressive?"
The reporters, with skepticism and scrutiny, looked at Bai Yan while bombarding An Yan with sharp questions.
An Yan had not yet answered these questions when the director next to her, who could not listen anymore, snorted coldly and said, "This greenhorn kid wants to compare with the Divine Doctor? What a fantasy!"
"What do you an by that, director?"
An Yan raised her brows slightly, her pretty face still wearing a smile, but her eyes flashed with a hint of anger.
Bai Yan might not be great in many respects, but he was the man she liked; she disliked others criticizing him in her presence, as it was a woman’s instinct to protect what was hers.
"Heh, young man, let ask you, how old are you?"
The director coldly looked at Bai Yan with a sneer.
"Nineteen."
Bai Yan smiled.
"Do you know what illness the mayor has?"
The director’s smile grew colder, with contempt nearly materializing in his eyes.
"Yes, H7N9, advanced stage."
Bai Yan continued with a smile.
"H7N9! The latest variant of avian flu virus! Even the most seasoned doctors who have practiced dicine for decades wouldn’t dare say they are completely sure they can cure an advanced urgent case of it! You’re only nineteen! You’ve just co of age! Even if you’d been learning dicine from the womb, you’d only have nineteen years of experience! What makes you think you can cure Mayor Chen!"
The director’s tone was stern, as if he was scolding Bai Yan.
Not only was An Yan frowning deeply, but even the kind-hearted An Xiaowan found the elderly director extrely annoying.
"First of all, since I walked in, I never said I could definitely cure Mayor Chen. Second, I’m not a dical student."
Bai Yan frowned slightly and spoke indifferently.
Bai Yan didn’t need to deliberately emphasize to people that he could cure Mayor Chen; the facts would prove everything in ti. Moreover, Bai Yan really wasn’t a dical student, so his words were entirely truthful.
It was just that the director’s tone was too uncomfortable for him, as if having a so-called Divine Doctor in the city’s First Hospital entitled him to act condescending.
"You are not even a dical student!"
"What are you doing here!"
"It’s absurd to let a young man treat the mayor!"
"You’re treating a human life like a child’s play!"
As soon as Bai Yan’s words were spoken, an uproar ensued.
Whether they were reporters, doctors, or nurses, everyone who looked at Bai Yan held distrust and disdain in their eyes; they thought Bai Yan was just here to ride the wave of attention.
The mayor is critically ill; if you really ca here with the sincere intent to save soone, that would be one thing, but you even admitted you’re not a dical student!
What are you doing ddling in this without knowing anything about dical practice? Do you want to make things even more chaotic?
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